If you haven’t listened to my Greek Chorus from this morning, give it a whirl.
Wednesday, I posted a chicken recipe, and then later that night I learned that chicken production around the world is suffering from avian flu outbreaks. Global production is falling in Asia and Europe. Chicken in Hawaii is nearing 9$ a pound.
So I wonder… Will we all do our part to not eat as much or any chicken for a while if need be? Would you stop eating tomatoes out of season? Where does everyone draw the line as a home cook or as a diner? Do you eat giant blue fin tuna anymore?
My friend Alexandra Cousteau likens that act to eating a tiger. Point being, this isn’t new for diners.
Over the years, what sacrifices have YOU made for the greater good?
Hey everybody, is this just too stiff a topic to handle? Do you want ideas that are less serious? This is a good place to let me know! Personally, I don't think we can make any changes in our world without shifting our culture and making sacrifices ourselves is the only way to do that.
We hunt for our protein, and most of the species we hunt are abundant. But this year, the Caldor Fire incinerated most of my mountain quail hunting grounds. There were some spots outside the fire zone where I probably could've gotten a few, but the idea of potentially shooting refugees from that fire was just too much. So I sat out the season.
A friend in Oregon did the same with elk hunting this year - said she couldn't have lived with herself if she shot an elk and discovered burn scars from one of the many fires in her region.
Of course the reality is we can rarely know whether the individual animals we eat had narrowly escaped some peril. But knowing they might have changes the equation.
Hey everybody, is this just too stiff a topic to handle? Do you want ideas that are less serious? This is a good place to let me know! Personally, I don't think we can make any changes in our world without shifting our culture and making sacrifices ourselves is the only way to do that.
We hunt for our protein, and most of the species we hunt are abundant. But this year, the Caldor Fire incinerated most of my mountain quail hunting grounds. There were some spots outside the fire zone where I probably could've gotten a few, but the idea of potentially shooting refugees from that fire was just too much. So I sat out the season.
A friend in Oregon did the same with elk hunting this year - said she couldn't have lived with herself if she shot an elk and discovered burn scars from one of the many fires in her region.
Of course the reality is we can rarely know whether the individual animals we eat had narrowly escaped some peril. But knowing they might have changes the equation.